"It's been an hour almost"
Vexation echoes in my tone. This devil affirmed Damian Talon would appear to his company; as result here I am, waiting for that man's appearance in the office. "Be patient, love. I never said he would be here as soon as we arrive" Zander proclaims. Wearing a sheepish smile.
He is so annoying. If I knew I would be wasting time here, I would have brought some works to do rather than observing him across me. "Another ten minutes I will give you. If he did not reach here by then, I am returning to my company" The firm declaration comes up.
I cannot wait any longer. My butt hurts from sitting for too long without any works to get distracted. "Sure" Zander shrugs. The unbothered reaction from him is something else. He appears to be confident that Damian would arrive in ten minutes as my limit.
"Quit staring"
Beneath a frown, I alert the man who has been peering at me in tranquility. He has his head tilted slightly with arms crossed, legs spread. "Why? Does it turn you on?" What in the heck is that response?! I let out a sigh in exhaustion. "No, it is getting on my nerves"
I reply. Earning a light chuckle from the man. "Observing you turns me on though" He beams. The fuck? The conversation is slowly turning into something I don't wish to hear. "Stop right there, Zander. I am not in mood to hear you out" I point my finger at him.
Warning him to cease.
"Pfft- ahaha" All of the sudden, Zander lets out a cackle. This man. Why is he mocking as if I am his personal clown? "You are so beautiful even when frightening others" He confesses and I quiet down in disappointment. He has dozens of compliments to attack me.
Lucky my heart does not beat that easily over praises. "Fool..." Turning my head to the side, I ignore his statements. I have no energy to respond. Not even a minute later, the phone call permeates into our ears. Bringing a smile upon the man's face in delight.
"Seems like he has reached"
Zander mutters and stands up from the lounge. Heading to the table where the telephone is ringing. No way. Did Damian actually appear? "Yes?" The man accepts the phone call with his eyes focusing on my curious expression. His one hand rests in the pants' pocket.
"Sir, Mister Damian Talon requests for an audience to chat about business" Oh. The information from the girl from other side of the phone, quiets me down instantly. It is loud enough to hear. My brows raise. This devil was not predicting bullshit from the beginning.
Damian Talon really did appear at Zander's company as he proclaimed. My widened eyes lift, meeting the proud smirk across Zander's face. The confidence buries in his gaze. Someone better drag him down before he reaches too high with that much level of self-love.
"Deny the demand. Tell him I have a date with my girlfriend, Verena. And refuse every request he makes in upcoming month" Wait what? The retort from Zander confuses me. WHY IS HE DECLINING?! "Shouldn't you accept? Are you attempting to ruin my plots here?!"
I scowl.
Jumping up from the lounge due to the sudden fury hitting me up. "Relax, darling" He ends the phone call. His steps direct towards me. "What makes you think he deserves to be accepted? After all, the attempt I am trying is to force him to approach you. It is my goal"
Zander faces me beneath a grin, and I hush down. I know he is attempting to put me and Damian together so that I can gain the trust and little bit of closeness to share. But the time is not that long to wait for. I am being impatient already. A sigh escapes between my lips.
"Then why did you have to announce I am your girlfriend? It was unnecessary to lie that part" Now the topic I have been wanting to speak, comes. Why? Just why did he have to say like that? Zander's brows slowly lift. He then grins. "It is fun and more convincing" He states.
Idiot. Because of him, I got a boyfriend out of the blue. "Well, it is just a bluff. There is no harm to disturb me. I am returning to the company" Without continuing the complaints, I turn around to leave instead. "Hold on, my love" In an instant, his grasp falls upon my wrist.
Causing me to face him in surprise.
What again? "Please go on dinner date with me" He demands, followed by his signature dimple smile. Does he think he is a kid who can get away with everything because of his pretty smile? "No, why should I?" A frown takes place upon my face. No way I am wasting time.
Somehow, I can see the invisible dog ears drooping in sorrow over his head. The heck, am I being delusional? "But I told them I would be going out on a date with you. Damian could be still waiting down there. Or maybe someone could be tailing to assure our relationship"
Excuses. Such excuses deserve prize. "You affirmed the fake relationship just now. Why would there be people attempting to reassure already?" I throw a query back. And his lips curve up into a smirk as if he has found out the way to persuade me. "Let me remind you, gorgeous"
His fingers snap. It is the moment my whole body freezes up. Shit. He has done it again. Controlling my body as if he owns every inch of it. "Let me go!" I raise my tone. Trembling to escape from the spell. Howbeit, he carries me up bridal way quickly.
Catching me off guard.
"We are going no matter what. You can't refuse me" He proudly claims. Asshole. How dare he?! "Door..." A mutter comes up from him as the door unlocks. Opening it itself under his order. What the actual fuck. He has control over almost everything on this earth?
"Zander, you are dead if my works are uncompleted tomorrow" At last, I give in. Let's just lecture him if I cannot work on the files tonight at home. "So, you do agree?" All of the sudden, the invisible dog ears upon Zander's head raise due to bliss. Am I drunk already?
I have yet to drink and yet I am seeing such things. "What can I do? You are a controlling freak" I roll my eyes. And it is when he places me down, erasing the spell. "Where do you wish to go, my lady?" Why is he acting as if he did not just force me to come along?
"I don't know, you can pick" I allow. Walking side by side with him. "Hm, I know a great Italian restaurant" He brags. Again? How comes he knows my favorite things every time? It is getting creepier. While I drown in thoughts, Zander wraps his arm around my waist.
Bringing me back to reality.
"What?" I look up beneath a frown. But he returns no responses. Instead, he raises his brows, beckoning me to follow his sight. As soon as I turn my head, I witness Damian chatting with the girl at lounge. Rather than a conversation, it seems like a debate.
"Let's draw his attention" Zander beams with sparks gleaming in his eyes. He reminds me of kids a lot. But not in bed. He acts dominant with requests. "Shouldn't we avoid since you proclaimed you were busy? He can beg till you get annoyed if he sees you" I declare.
Damian Talon is tough man.
He will ask for something he wants until he gets it. I would say that used to be one of stuffs I liked about him. Eager. Determined mindset. "Better. Hold my arm" Taking his arm back from my waist, Zander commands. I collect my words back. He is not like a kid.
"I don't know if this is a great idea or not" A hesitant mumble escapes between my lips. Frown displays across face to express the uncertainty. "Come on, love" Zander coaxes. Man, why do I have to be in a relationship with this devil as an act, out of other plans?
Sighing helplessly, I hold his arm. The muscles he has, impress me a bit. His body is what I would wish for in bed to be honest. "Oh! Mister Zander Gavril!" As expected, Damian rushes up towards us in hurry as soon as he notices our presences. "Ah, Mister Damian Talon!"
Zander flashes a smile.
Once Damian reaches near to us, his eyes land upon me. The disbelief beaming in gaze under the light. For some seconds, he remains silent. Observing me without any words. What's with this man? The uncomfortable feeling grows inside me. I want to vomit.
Staring up at Zander, I tug his sleeve slightly. Expressing how much I am uncomfortable. "My woman does not like being stared by others except me. If you have statements to make, please do so now" Zander voices to pull Damian back to reality from thoughts.
"Oh, my apologies"
He clears his throat.